Monday, July 14, 2008

Day #5

It's been so long since I've had a hair cut, I'm having to clip my bangs back, as you can see here, so they're not in my eyes 24/7. I know what you're thinking: Why don't I just trim them myself since I can't seem to find the time (or money) to go get a cut? Truthfully, I'm scared of incurring the wrath of my hair dresser (hair stylist?). She may be tiny, but she's scary.

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About Me

This blog is my place to write about my life. Sometimes it's good. Sometimes it's not so good. This blog is my catharsis.
I got the nickname Becky Mochaface while working at Starbucks. During one particularly hellish shift working the cold bev station, I was making a mocha frappuccino and when I pumped the mocha syrup into the pitcher of ice it bounced back up and hit me in the face. Being busy I didn't have time to wipe it off until the end of my shift. My fellow partners thought it was hilarious and started calling me Becky Mochaface. It stuck and I've grown partial to it.